I Hate Mondays

I know this statement is highly cliche, but it must be stated here. I hate Mondays with a fierceness of one thousand tigers competing for a single piece of meat. It's one of those days when you wake up, and you know it won't be a good day....just because it's a Monday.
This Monday, though, was relatively decent. I am already stressed with a rough draft due on Wednesday, AP test on Friday, and just the fact that I'm at school doesn't help either. It did help that I saw a usually disturbing image, but hilarious to me.
What I need is summer. I feel like this summer should actually be good....I have a decent amount of friends, I am going to Internationals and audition for colleges, I can tan, I have a car, it should be good. I'm excited. But I can't be too excited just yet.

My sanity is relatively good. Four day weekend coming up next week, which is something to look forward to. I will hopefully be hanging out a lot with Claire ;)
I think everything has been a lot better lately, and after everything that happened, I should've listened to my friends sooner. Because they were right. I think I take my friendships for granted, and that's why I have off and on friendships a lot.

Time together is just never quite enough
When you and I are alone, I’ve never felt so at home
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
We need time, only time
When we’re apart whatever are you thinking of?
If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
So tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?
All the time, all the time

The Saltwater Room-Owl City